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His Beautiful Addiction

COMPLETED!!! Bronze winner Spirity Spring Awards 2020 "A dark soul, damaged by his past An angel forced to be his mistress. Can anything go right? Would they ever be able to fall in love? Will she be able to see past his darkness? Will he be able to protect her when danger comes knocking? Find out in this book... An Excerpt* ''You know what you are getting into, right?'' He asked, crossing his legs, he raised a brow; Tiana's lips slanted and her eyes narrowed at him; ''As long as you pay me, I'll do whatever you want. '' Nicklaus was amazed by her sudden audaciousness; but he was sure she was just trying to seem bold, He knew her, she was just a weak, trembling soul, and she was trying so hard to mask it; A smirk appeared on his lips as a thought came into his mind; ''Whatever I want? '' He asked again and Tiana replied immediately without a second thought; ''Yes, Mr. Nicklaus, whatever you want. '' ''Alright then, I want you to strip yourself and go lie down on the bed. '' He did not have any thought of touching her; he just wanted to see her reaction. But what Tiana did next shocked him.

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She wouldn't let him speak!

Nicklaus heart raced as his lips parted, panting heavily. His hold against the steering wheel was so strong that his knuckles turned white.

So that was it…

It wasn't because she hated him… it was because she thought he never loved her. She thought he was just using her…

Nicklaus covered his mouth with his palm as he breathed out heavily. He couldn't even imagine how difficult it was for her, how unbearable it was to think that the man she loved was just using her.

And finding out about his secret had made everything worse.

He increased his speed impatiently, wishing he could just disappear and appear in front of her house. She must have gone through a lot. He imagined the pain in her heart when she saw him with Claire. The pain must have ripped her apart.

Nicklaus bit his lower lip as he remembered the tears that were in her eyes; could it be that she could not bear the pain, so she had gone out to cry?